The "Feather" War

Horowhenua Chronicle, 6 September 1915, Page 3

The "Feather" War

lor Tiio Chronicle.) They came by the post, .All white like a ghost, Or snow in the winter weather, That tails iu the night "With a bitter biteTo- each boy u nice white feather. Then the boys got wild, Lost their tempers mild, And at once to the inkpot ran, And straightaway wrote As «n antidote, A note to the newspaper man. For they felt quite sure 'Twas Rome maids demure, That had fell on a poo nsfcray fowl, And took all its coat, To make them take boat, To the land where the Turk's guns growl. And lines that were wroth, Fell like boiling broth, On all the nice gushing girls, And blistered the wings Of the sweet, pretty things, And pained therdear little pearls. o'o quickly there fell, A great silent spell, Between all the boy* and the maids; They blamed one another, For seeking the cover Of letters for making their raids. And ohl the dark looks For feathers olf e-books', One wonders what time they will cease; iXow Cupid has fled,— As when folks are wd— Maids sigh for a treaty of peace. The O.L.